Long Way Down: An Epic Journey by Motorcycle From Scotland to South Africa by Ewan McGregor & Charley Boorman

Author:Ewan McGregor & Charley Boorman [McGregor, Ewan & Boorman, Charley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Transportation, Motorcycles, Travel, Special Interest, General, Adventure, Biography & Autobiography
ISBN: 9781416577485
Google: 9d33_vNXzc0C
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2008-07-15T18:17:34+00:00

Now we were beginning to understand.

Sami told us he'd have to speak to the general manager. Off he went and we waited and waited and finally the manager appeared. He explained the situation and said he'd see what he could do. We remained in reception and after a little bit more negotiation he came back and told us we could go up.

A few minutes later we were in the lift with another security man heading for the top floor. We came out and turned left, a large door facing us. Seated on a bench outside were two huge guys in dark suits who immediately got to their feet. Very deliberately they stepped in front of the door. We turned for the stairs with a nod and a smile, but they said nothing, their features blank, bulges under their jackets where their Uzis were slung. We found out that this year alone there have been twenty-seven attempts on the vice-president's life.

'Twenty-seven,' Ewan was aghast. 'Maybe they need to increase their security. I mean we walk in off the street, three guys they don't know, one with a camera and backpack.

An hour later we're outside his door and not one of us has been searched.'

We had the roof and the view to ourselves. Although it was spectacular in its own way, it wasn't quite what we'd expected. There were two rivers, one a little muddier than the other, and

there was a massive grassy island between them. I'd been told it was designated for a business suburb, all high rise and mirrored glass. But the confluence wasn't that special. I suppose we wanted blue water thundering into white. And crocodiles, lots of Nile crocs basking on the sandbanks. A romantic idea I know; this was a city, of course, and the only crocs we came across were the crocodile skin shoes worn by some the guests we'd seen downstairs.

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